At three o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qingyang sent Zhao Mengnan back to Fudan University. Zhao Mengnan left reluctantly.
When they got home, Xiao Meiniang heard the sound of the door opening and smiled brightly when she saw Li Qingyang return. She didn't ask what Li Qingyang was doing, nor would she ask.
She got up and walked to the door. She prepared the slippers for Li Qingyang and said gently," I wanted to prepare some clothes for you, but I didn't know what you were going to wear and I couldn't find a suitcase, so I wanted to wait for you to come back."
He pointed to the ground beside him and said," This is the clothes that someone sent over this morning. They said they were yours. I've already taken out the things and arranged them. The clothes are very handsome and beautiful."
Li Qingyang didn't say anything. After changing his shoes, he hugged Xiao Meiniang in his arms and kissed her twice on the corner of her mouth.
Xiao Meiniang pushed Li Qingyang after she was done with her happiness. " Alright, hurry up and take a look at what you need to bring so that I can sort it out for you. There's not much time left, and you still have to leave early."
" Oh right, the plane tickets were delivered in the morning. They're on the coffee table in the living room. Don't forget."
Don't trouble yourself. You don't need to bring anything. I'll buy whatever you need." Li Qingyang touched Xiao Meiniang's face and said.
" Alright, I'll listen to you. I'll go cook later. You should rest first."
Yes, you should eat earlier, but you should try the dessert before eating." Li Qingyang laughed evilly. Before Xiao Meiniang could react, he carried her into the master bedroom and closed the door.
An hour later, Xiao Meiniang insisted on making dinner for Li Qingyang. Li Qingyang agreed impatiently.
At this moment, in the kitchen, Xiao Meiniang was wearing an apron and eating. Li Qingyang was behind her with his arms around her slender waist. He rested his head on her shoulder and smelled her fresh hair.
" I went to the bookstore today and bought a lot of books. I plan to study hard and enrich myself while you're away so that I can help you better in the future." While cooking, she whispered to Li Qingyang about her plans for the next few days.
" That's great, but don't tire yourself out. I'll arrange it when I get back. I'm going to let you intern with other people and take a look. That way, you can master some things faster." Li Qingyang didn't object, but he also revealed his thoughts to her in advance.
Okay, I'll listen to you."
The dinner didn't take long. At around 7 pm, Li Qingyang parted ways with Xiao Meiniang reluctantly. After waiting for nearly an hour at the airport, Li Qingyang boarded the plane to New York.
While waiting, Li Qingyang couldn't help but complain in his heart. It was a domestic plane. If he could catch a flight on time, he would be thankful.
Li Qingyang didn't order the flight meal. He only ordered a serving of fruit and red wine. After watching a movie out of boredom, Li Qingyang fell into a dream.
14 hours later, at 11:36 the next day, Li Qingyang's flight landed at Kenedy Airport.
First-timers would definitely exclaim when they got off the plane because it was too big. It was too prosperous, and there was a lot of traffic. This was due to the development of the aviation industry in the United States. Compared to land, the people of the United States preferred this kind of airbus that was time-saving and cheap.
Kennard International Airport was renamed to commemorate the assassination of John F. Kennard on November 22, 1963. The original name was New York International Airport, but it was officially renamed on December 24, 1963.
Ever since it was built, it had always been the busiest, most expensive, and one of the largest airport in the world. If time were to go back ten years, the word 'one' would have to be removed.
Ignoring the people who were taking photos at the airport for the first time, Li Qingyang got into the taxi parking area.
“Wallstreet”。Li Qingyang reported his destination after getting into the car.
"Hey, friend, Japanese? Was he going to do big business? You have to know that it's a place where the ground can be covered in gold powder just by touching it." The driver was a black man, and he sounded like he was rapping. He seemed to be very talkative.
" No, I'm from China." Li Qingyang said proudly. It was no wonder that the driver thought so. At this time, other than some tourists, most people who went to Wall Street were Japanese.
"Ohmaygod, Kung Fu, Chinese Kung Fu, Bruce Lee. F * ck, I didn't expect you to be from China. Do you know Kung Fu too? Bruce Lee is my idol." As he spoke, he released his hands from the steering wheel and made a trademark move of Bruce Lee.
Although I like Bruce Lee as much as you do, I don't want to lose my life." Li Qingyang reminded him.
" Friend, you have to believe in my skills. I, Kendin, am the best driver in the Big Apple. I've never had any accidents before." The black man named Kendin said proudly.
Friend, you haven't answered my question. Do you know kung fu?"
I'm sorry, I might have disappointed you." Li Qingyang didn't feel bored. He liked the way the black man spoke. It was humorous, as if every sentence was a comedy line.
"Oh, that's a pity. But since you're from Bruce Lee's hometown, I have to remind you that Wall Street isn't necessarily heaven. In most cases, it's hell. "If you want to get rich overnight, you'd better give up on this idea. They're all a group of profiteers who can't even see through their bones." Kendin said to Li Qingyang seriously.
Li Qingyang smiled. He understood what Kendin meant. In the financial center of this world, there were too many people who became rich overnight and became winners in life. It was one of the beautiful things of the American dream.
However, more people would go bankrupt and lose their families when they came here. There were far more people who lost their souls than people who were glamorous. On Wall Street, nine out of ten people might lose, and the remaining one might be a lucky one.
"Why? If I was Japanese, you wouldn't have told me, right? Or is it because of Bruce Lee?" Li Qingyang asked.
"Both. "Let those arrogant Japanese go to hell. They still want to surpass our M Nation. Their territory isn't even as big as our state. Let them die." Kendin cursed as if he had a deep grudge against him.
As the two chatted, they arrived at their destination.
Li Qingyang took out the US dollars he had exchanged at the airport and handed a Franklin to Kendin." Nice talking to you, keep the change."
Oh, you're really a messenger sent by God." Kendin kissed the 100 yuan bill and said to Li Qingyang who got off the car," Friend, you have to listen to my advice. Just play with it and don't get caught up in it." Also, call me anytime if you need a car."
Seeing Li Qingyang turn around, Kendin took out a business card and flew it over." Here, friend. If you need help, you can come to me because we have the same idol."
Sometimes, black people were so simple. They could treat you as a friend because of a small matter.
Looking at Kendin waving goodbye, Li Qingyang thought for a while and said," Black, my friend, are you interested in a part-time job? How about 500 dollars a day as my driver for a week?"
God, there's nothing wrong. I realized that I've already fallen in love with you." Kendin was very happy. The average weekly salary in the United States was only 700 dollars, and he could get 500 dollars a day without having to deal with all kinds of people.
"I have no interest in men. Find a place to have a cup of coffee and wait for me. I'll pay."
Li Qingyang turned around and left amidst Kendin's cheers.
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